Disclaimer: I do not own Mass Effect or any of it's inherent themes, or any other theme that is present in this work of fiction that may be present in other works of fiction. This is created without the goal of financial gain.
AN: Hello again everyone! First of all I would like to address the consensus on Council-membership. After a night of pondering the possible consequences and benefits for both options I have made my decision. What's that? You want to know what I chose? Well, I picke- (Points behind you) look out, there's a reaper behind you! (Runs away flailing limbs)
Now that your confused I'm going to hit you front line and centre, I'm not going to tell you. You will just have to read on to find out what my decision is. Sorry . . .
Now onto serious business. I will be showing you how the Council know that Humans are a young race in comparison to them and further information on the set-up of Human society. But one thing I would like to point out, for those who may have missed it, is that Humanity has managed to terraform both Mars and Venus. Giving the Sol system three pristine garden worlds for a single system, the very heart of Human territory in fact.
Also to clarify, I was not planning to have the Systems Alliance join so soon. I have seen this done in other fics and couldn't understand why. In canon It took them almost a decade to gain an Embassy on the Citadel and it will do here or possibly more, that is if I am actually going down that road.
I will leave you with that to hopefully keep you thinking about the possible implications.
Now, onto the story. I hope it's standards are within my current quality.
Mass Effect: Invictus
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Success! It was the only thing that could be said for what the Council had managed to do by applying pressure on Primarch Domecius. As promised the Diplomatic team had clearance to travel through Turian space within the day. The Council vessel itself is currently speeding through the relay system on it's way to relay 314, as it has been for the past day. The Council agreed it prudent to take a representative from each of the Council seat races to show their interest in cooperation and their single goal of ending the war. No doubt the Humans would be cautious, but hopefully they can see to reason.
Naturally the Turian Primarch wanted his forces to hold their positions and prevent further Human advance, but under further pressure he agreed to pull them back to protect relay 314.
A foolish move -Thought Morvayn
Luckily though Primarch Domecius does not seem to be a fool. He ordered the deployment of space mines and various other traps, hopefully enough to delay the Human forces.
However on the possibility that the race is inherently hostile, then they have just allowed the Humans to retake large swathes of territory between their colony of Shanxi and relay 314. How long until they discover the Turians have pulled back? What if they assume that the Turians are in full retreat? Who is to say they won't take advantage. Fortunately the Turians should theoretically be able to regain their previous positions with ease due to the minefields.
Councillor Morvayn himself was opposed to the idea of giving ground, so to speak, to the Humans. It would send the wrong message if interpreted incorrectly. Surprisingly however, he was out voted by Councillor's Tevos and Faux. They wanted to give the Humans some breathing room in preparation for the diplomats arrival at relay 314. Which according to current estimates they should arrive within the hour.
Morvayn at the moment has fixed his gaze upon a particular data-pad. He had seen the projections and scraps of information about exactly how long the Humans had been a space-faring race and then again how long they had been introduced to mass effect technology. But this data-pad held larger amounts of information gleamed from Human devices themselves.
After a series of separate VI suites had run through the information received they correlated it with the current translation programs and provided a final copy to the Councillor himself. Having people within STG who owe you a favour is very useful. Fortunately for the moment he could be left alone with the information, before forwarding this more precise calculation to the other two Councillor's.
The data-pad itself claimed that the Humans had been a space faring species for almost four hundred years. However, for the first half of the period they did not do much beyond reaching their native moon, Luna and sending probes to the rest of their system. The second half of that period however provides some serious insight to Human development.
The second half of their space-faring history was filled with rapid colonization throughout the Sol system. The most likely theories are that they had an over-population crisis that they just managed to alleviate in time. There are references to large scale projects through joint efforts by the various nation states on their home-world but nothing concrete. Later in this period and within the last century, the Interplanetary war that was referenced in earlier reports occurred. What could be termed as the Human equivalent of the Turian Unification Wars occurred. Mistrust and xenophobia spread amongst the colonies in Sol's outer regions.
War broke out amongst the various factions while Earth's various nation states attempted to bring peace to the whole débâcle. In an attempt to prevent societal collapse most likely. However events forced them into action, they formed a single government for their home-world, Earth. This large political body, powered by a single large industrial capacity with a newly created singular military entity begun to bring order to the peace.
The entirety of the Inner colony factions joined this Unified Human Government and begun to campaign for an end to the war, with brutal efficiency. Details are scarce as large parts of the historical information is missing due to corrupted files. But it is more or less implied that this Unified Government put an end to the various conflicts and brought peace to their society. Not long after this there is strong evidence to suggest they discovered ruins belonging to the Protheans. The exact time between the Human Unification Wars and their discovery of mass effect technology is not known as the exact end of the war isn't known nor is the exact moment of mass effect technological exposure referenced.
But the information made it increasingly clear that the Humans had been exposed within the last two standard galactic decades. A fact that still deeply intrigued the Salarian Councillor. If he was told he could be in the room with a piece of Human technology he would be ecstatic! Setting aside his almost child like excitement he could definitely see opportunities for STG to gain new, useful technologies or at least see if there is anything to be learnt from Human tech.
Which is one of the reasons he has managed to sneak several STG vessels into the region of space beyond relay 314, this of course was approved by the Primarch on the promise of sharing such technologies. Their primary objective is to remain undetected and provide a means of early warning if the Humans advance rapidly towards 314. The secondary objective was to covertly gain access first hand access to Human technology from the debris fields or otherwise. Detection is not an option.
The only concern with the plan however is that the Turians have observed Humans destroying the debris and rendering the technology into obliteration than allow it fall into an enemies hands. A sound strategy to be sure, asset denial is practised and used by all major militaries in the galaxy. The only militaries of note are those belonging to the Council seat races.
The door to his office slides open and in comes Valern with a data-pad in hand.
"Councillor, this file demands your attention" stated Valern as he placed it down in front of his superior.
Wordlessly intrigued, Morvayn turned his inquisitiveness upon the data-pad. Quickly he realised what he was looking at. Another ship classification provided by the Humans. The vessel itself looked heavily armoured and just larger than the Cruisers recently encountered. The specifications for the vessel were astonishing to say the least. It was a good thing that Valern came to him with this information.
The vessel itself looked heavily armoured with two obvious mass accelerator cannons, mounted along it's axis. The vessel was encountered recently along with several others of it's type chasing the retreating Turian forces.
Safe to assume they know about the retreat then – Thought Morvayn
The vessel itself is labelled Destroyer class and rightfully so. The fire power of this vessel alone has the fire-power of two Human Cruisers, with assumed sacrifices to troop carrying capacity. A ship designed solely for naval warfare. Easy to imagine what is making Palaven Command so worrisome.
"Sir I have also received word that the STG teams are in place in advanced positions beyond the Turian front line" Valern stated as he tapped at his omni-tool, checking a report "No Human forces have reached their position yet sir"
"Good" replied Morvayn as he stood up "Hopefully STG can recover something useful"
Morvayn headed over to the balcony over looking the Presidium and begun to pace around with his hands clasped behind his back, Valern in tow.
"If we are lucky then STG can make something of their ship manufacturing and construction techniques, preferably soon in the event that the war continues" stated Morvayn as he expressed his thoughts aloud to his aide. "I'm sure you've noticed that their vessels types have larger mass than any other races equivalents we have documented so far!"
The main reason that the scientists and analysts were over excited about Humanity's technological skill wasn't that they had more advanced technology. Sure there were a few things that caught attention such as their ship's armour plating. A great deal more resistant than any armour system currently in use. Their ships are constructed with bulkier hulls and somehow they have managed to compensate the additional mass with a larger element zero core for each vessel type. Or as more and more evidence comes in, they have systems or something in place which allows their element zero cores to work more efficiently.
Examples like this draw attention because they stand out.
But it isn't what really garners the majority of it. Other than those two advantages, the Turian vessels they are combating have the advantage in other departments. Such as fire-power and rate of fire. Speed is more or less evenly matched. Though the Humans kinetic barrier systems could do with some work, being unable to hold up against their Turian counterparts equivalent.
It is the fact that the Humans have achieved the level of mass effect technology that they currently hold within two decades. If Humans were around at the founding of the Citadel Council with this rate of technological advancement, the galaxy would be a drastically different place, politically and potentially environmentally.
"And in the event we have peace?" asked Valern with concern
Morvayn just stopped to look back at Valern with a sly grin.
"Then the Salarian Union could possibly have advanced ship building techniques at our disposal. Quite likely new concepts to test as evident by the Human ship classifications" stated Morvayn as a matter of factly "My dear friend"
A few moments of quiet contemplation passed unhindered as they both looked out onto the Presidium, watching the civilians from the Citadel races mingle. The tranquillity of the Presidium was legendary, if you were in a position like this.
"Sir, what do you think about the Turian involvement in this crisis?" asked Valern
"Well, in any outcome the Turians may be facing some public backlash with serious impact and not just from their own people too" came the quick response. "The most devastating development for the Hierarchy would be public distrust. It is the public who had entrusted them with their security and if it is threatened as a result of their actions over the last two months then we may be seeing a revision of the Treaty of Farixen and the ratio to peace-keeping duties"
"Surely that seems a bit, extreme?" asks Valern shocked
"Perhaps it is, but the Turians have brought it upon themselves" came the cold response from Morvayn.
The two of them fell silent for a few minutes. Processing everything that has happened over the past three days up to this point. This moment of respite was short lived however, when an Salarian C-Sec guard came bursting into the room.
"Councillor" the agent snapped to a shaky salute "Have you seen the news?" he asked in a very shaken tone.
"No I haven't" responded Morvayn "What seems to be the problem?"
Morvayn was relatively calm. The most he was expecting was a news announcement informing the public that the Hierarchy was at war with the Humans. The Salarians had suspected that next week would be when the news would be known wide-spread, hopefully after the negotiations had taken place.
The C-Sec officer, Lieutenant Gurrand, activated his omni-tool as he walked over to the large screen on the wall opposite the Councillor's desk. Morvayn and Valern both follow quickly. The screen activated, displaying the Citadel News Network and it's reporter. What he heard and saw next shattered all of his expectations for the coming days.
". . . .vessels belonging to an unknown faction have launched a strong offensive for orbital supremacy above the Turian colony world of Hephaestus" said the female Turian reporter, trying her best to remain calm and professional "The vessels do not match any known signature in any database begging the question of just who are they, where do they come from and why are they doing this?"
"This is highly improbable" muttered Morvayn in disbelief "How?"
"Turian reinforcements are being sent as we speak Councillor, what ever we are going to do we need to act at once!" barked Valern "Before this escalates any further!"
"Can you not see Valern? It already has" replied Morvayn as he gestured to the screen.
"The Alien forces have begun to rapidly secure the star system in what is being described as a campaign of rapid dominance, a text-book military invasion" the reporter took a moment as she was passed a data-pad from off screen "We have just received word that the Turian fleet has pulled back awaiting reinforcements as they were unable to hold out due to heavy losses"
Morvayn snapped out of his stupor.
"Lieutenant Gurrand, lead the way to the skycar. We must decide on the next course of action before we're too late!" ordered Morvayn.
As they all hurried from the office, Morvayn managed to catch the last bit of the report.
". . .It is confirmed that there are at least 2 Dreadnought sized vessels in the system . . ."
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After the news hit the galactic extranet, the proverbial shit hit the fan. Millions upon millions of people were clamouring to find out who had perpetrated it and why. Those were Turians from a lowly populated Turian colony. The real number was numbering in the possible trillions. Almost everyone wanted to know what was going on. If they didn't then chances are they were either isolated or quite likely to be on drugs. This news was the biggest thing to hit the media in the last millennium.
To say Councillor Faux was startled would be an understatement. He was downright delirious.
"What in the name of-" said Faux as he spat out a mouthful of Turian brandy all over the desk "Sparatus get me a line to the other Councillor's now!"
To his credit, Sparatus set up the communication line to the other two Councillor's in a brief moment. Rushing to pass the line over to his Councillor.
"Councillor's are you hearing this!?" asked Faux in distress
"Believe us Faux we only just found out, same as you" responded Tevos "We must act quickly or all we have worked for will be lost! I'm heading to my skycar, then to your Embassy as quick as possible" Tevos disconnected from the call, leaving only Morvayn and Faux in the conversation.
"I concur Councillor, we must meet at your Embassy and act with haste" added Morvayn "I recommend getting down to the QEC suite and setting up a line of communication with Palaven Command" With that Morvayn had also left the conversation.
Faux slowly put down the communicator device, still in shock over the news he was hearing.
"Sir?" asks Sparatus "Are you okay?"
Sparatus seemed so distant to Faux at the moment. Faux wasn't sure how everything had spiralled out of control so quickly. They had secured a chance to try and bring the Humans to the negotiating table. Begun researching their adversary well in order to hopefully allow the diplomats sent to act with the best of their abilities. They had struggled to ensure that the information had not escaped into the public eyes. Further profiling was required and a proper cataloguing of all major information related to the Human species. The Turian fleets had retreated, after ensuring STG vessels had been dispersed beyond the Turian front line past relay 314. They also set up a series of minefields composed of fission weapons and warp bombs, with the intent on slowing the inevitable Human advance.
Somehow the Human forces had either navigated the minefields or bypassed them altogether, managing to avoid detection by the STG forces or neutralized them on their way and then smashed through the Turian front-line sending the surviving forces into retreat. The Humans must have pursued them back to Hephaestus.
Unless, the Humans found a way around our defences. But how would they do that? The only way through to Hephaestus is through the Turian front-line. Then again this whole mess started because the 17th Expeditionary Fleet fired upon Human explorers trying to activate a dormant mass relay.
Then it clicked.
Is it possible? The Humans must have activated another mass relay, sent their forces through to catch the defenders off-guard. But what could give them the confidence to open a dormant mass relay and hope it lead behind enemy lines? Could they have been translating and correlating captured information with their own star charts just as the Turians had done? That could explain how they managed to strike with such deadly efficiency. There was only one place where he was going to find out if his theory was right.
Faux turned his attention to Sparatus who looked completely dumbstruck, awaiting orders.
"Get down to the conference room and set up that line to Palaven command!" barked Faux, his drill voice from his days in the Turian military resurfacing.
His voice worked like a charm, forcing Sparatus into action and message ahead of them.
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Faux rushed into the conference room and noticed how both Turian and Salarian analysts were ablaze with activity. Scrambling to make sense of the situation but without any clear set of orders. Something he could remedy now at least.
"You there" said Faux as he pointed at a Turian "Bring up the galaxy map on the projector at once!"
The Turian immediately dropped whatever he was currently doing and sped over to it's controls. Tapping away with lightning speed he completed his assigned task. The projector lit up showing an over head view of the galaxy.
"Sir, the QEC is ready, Primarch Domecius is on the line" shouted Sparatus from the other side of the room.
"Get me a view of the region near relay 314, then highlight for me all of the nearby dormant mass relays we know of and await further orders" demanded Faux to the current projector operator.
Councillor Faux then turned around to be welcomed by the sight of Councillor's Tevos and Morvayn entering the room with their aide's. Who quickly darted away to assist with the intelligence gathering operations going on here.
"Councillor's with me please" he stated quickly, having no time to waste.
Faux led them over to the QEC where they were met again with the holographic representation of the Turian Primarch. The hologram itself is a red shade, like most standard Citadel Council communication devices. The Primarch did not look happy. If his behaviour from the last conversation were compared to the look he was giving the Councillor's now . . . . if looks could kill.
"I can safely assume that you have heard the news?" Domecius' tone was filled with a mixture of emotions, Faux could tell he was trying his best to remain professional.
"Yes Primarch, we have" replied Morvayn "Do we know how they managed to get past relay 314 so quickly?"
Faux would have offered his theory, but kept it in reserve as he didn't want to waste valuable time. He awaited the official report from the Primarch.
"We received no early warnings from the STG teams posted beyond the relay and we cannot contact our forces stationed beyond" The Primarch stooped his head in what could either be regret, shame or a mixture of both. "For all we know they could be decimated and our front-line destroyed along with your STG teams"
"So we have no other possible theories as to how this happened?" asked Faux, gathering the attention of the others.
"Regretfully, our intelligence is limited at the moment" answered Domecius with a harsh tone "All we know is that we received no early warnings, we cannot contact the front-line and the Humans have gained control of Hephaestus."
"From what we can tell, they haven't yet begun siege operations yet" offered Morvayn
"Yet" spat Domecius
"What is the status of the diplomatic team we had sent?" asked Tevos "Did they reach the system in time?"
"They arrived as our forces were pulling back and so we did not allow them into the middle of a contested area of space" replied Domecius. At the same time Councillor Faux' omni-tool beeped, Faux responded by sending a message back. "Is there something more important Councillor!?" asked Domecius, taking offence to the lack of attention from his Councillor.
"Actually sir, this is important" responded Faux as he tapped again at his omni-tool.
Immediately a display terminal beside them activated, displaying very concerning information. The same information was sent through the QEC to the Primarch.
"New evidence suggests that the Humans activated another dormant relay, giving themselves access to our undefended flank" continued Faux "The reason we received no warning was because they bypassed our defences altogether"
The new information sent the others into a contemplative state, the Primarch himself realising the implications of this startling news. After all, not only do they have a new front to be concerned about but until now the Humans could have easily scouted systems nearby and begun setting up forward operating bases in the space near Hephaestus. Primarch Domecius signalled over a subordinate and signalled him to relay the information to High Command.
"As we speak we are re-assessing the situation and repositioning our forces accordingly" added Domecius "Our conversation yesterday has had me thinking about our response to this entire situation"
Those words held more meaning in them than any said within the last few days. The meaning was not lost on the Council.
"I'm giving your team one chance and one chance only to end this conflict before we fully commit to the invasion plan" continued Domecius. He seemed to think about his next words "This is what I managed to get Palaven Command to agree to. The diplomats force a truce here and now or we will invade Human space and eliminate this threat forever!"
"Thank you Primarch Domecius, please relay our orders to them" responded Tevos quickly, tapping her omni-tool and sending the orders across the connection.
"What do you know of the Fleet strength above Hephaestus?" asked Morvayn.
Domecius picked up a data-pad out of the projector's range.
"We recorded twenty Frigates, eight Cruisers, four Destroyers, two Dreadnoughts and a single Carrier" he put the Data-pad down "It is because of the Dreadnoughts we have decided to consider your option. It is the first time in millennia that an adversary's fleet has taken a Turian system, we must consider all options on the table"
"A wise course of action Primarch" cut in Tevos "And you said that they haven't begun to invade Hephaestus yet?"
Domecius released a heavy sigh.
"Not yet they haven't, the main bulk of the enemy fleet is holding a defensive position above the planet while lighter groups are scattered throughout the system" replied the Primarch
Tevos thought about that little revelation for a moment.
"So they have taken a Turian world, set up a defensive position and not begun an invasion of the planet itself?" she asked.
"What are you getting at Councillor?" asked Morvayn
"Don't you see? It's a reversal of the initial goal the Turians attempted to achieve" she answered.
"They want to negotiate from a position of strength . . ." continued Faux.
This only seemed to serve as fuel for the Turian Primarch's anger, easily noticed by the Councillor's.
"They have a Turian colony in their possession with all of it's inhabitants at their mercy" stated Domecius as he glared at the Council "One chance, do . . not . . waste . . it"
With that the connection had been severed, leaving the Councillor's to their own devices.
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Chaos! Absolute anarchy is what lay beyond the system they comfortably sat in at the current moment. Given orders to head out to the back end of Turian space to openly greet a seemingly violent race wasn't something that they all were looking forward to in the slightest, not after what they had just witnessed, least of all after that display.
Just one Galactic Standard day ago they had all received a message from their races representatives on the Council. An assignment, possible the most important one of their lives. The assignment had not only arrived with orders but also information regarding those orders and who they were going to meet. One way or another they reluctantly accepted the job.
Turns out that for the past two months the Turian Hierarchy has been at war with a newly discovered species known as Humans. From the information they were given that wasn't classified they knew that the Humans had a strong navy and military followed by a sizeable industrial capacity to help support it. Not much could be learned about the Humans society, every Human soldier they had captured was very unwilling to share any information what so ever. The scarps they had gained was that they held values some what to the Citadel races, minus the Batarians of course. There was no evidence of slavery within Human society, or at least on the Human world of Shanxi.
Today on the day they hoped to make contact with the Humans and negotiate a cease-fire they had been caught by surprise. They planned to travel to Hephaestus and then make their way through relay 314 to the Humans. When they arrived in Hephaestus' system they were greeted by a completely unfamiliar site. The Turian fleet posted there were retreating from a hostile presence. It was the Humans and their fleet was decimating the Turian defenders.
Within moments the ship had turned around and begun to head back to the Turian fall back position. From there they learned all they needed to know by just looking at the vessels that limped away here. At least 2 Cruisers managed to drag their carcasses here with significant hull damage. It was a terrifying site to be sure, the mightiest military in the galaxy and these Humans had made one statement that will be remembered forever in Turian history.
All evidence however seems to point that the Humans may be an aggressive, or at the very least highly territorial species. Well, this is just the guess of a Turian diplomat anyway, thankfully however, he was not the only one who thought it. Though for the moment the Humans seemed to have accepted the messages and considered them. They currently hold position and await the diplomats to negotiate said cease-fire.
The Turian in question is named Jorius Windillius. He is the selected Turian diplomat for the mission to help bring a cease-fire to the conflict. He had served his time in the Turian military years ago, completing the minimal service requirement of 5 years before heading off to the civilian sector. He prides himself on being a practical Turian with a keen desire to live through this negotiation.
His friend in this matter, an Asari diplomat named Aleyna T'dina. They had been good friends for the past 5 years. A short time for an Asari, especially one who is half way through her life. 500 years of living, now that is something he could work to gain for sure. T'dina herself had served time as an Asari Commando, for about 100 years before deciding to convert to a civilian life. She had not been born into a life of luxury but rather quite poor. Her military service gave her necessary respect to proceed with less effort in the civilian sector.
Someone who he wished he had not been given the pleasure of meeting however was the Salarian diplomat for the meeting. Inoste Fredra was a Salarian born into wealth and power alright. Thought his family lineage meant he was worth his weight in whatever precious metal he fancied that day. At the very least he was worth his weight in excretion, Jorius could admit that much. He didn't know how he managed to get this assignment of all things, but he had better be good at his job or risk more Turian lives for which Jorius would repay him in kind.
He could work with this, spirits he would have to make it work.
"What is taking them so long?" asked Fredra agitatedly as he crossed his arms.
"They could be doing this on purpose maybe" suggested Windillius "I mean we haven't exactly given them much time to get a diplomat out to this end of space"
"Well thought out, we could be awaiting a response for the next few days" added T'dina as she approached them from behind. "We could very well be waiting a week until they manage to get a diplomat out here"
"What ever they're doing they should be quick about it" stated Fredra
Windillius just gave a small disapproving shake of his head to T'dina. He then turned to face the Salarian.
"You do realize how important these talks will be don't you? This will determine the political landscape for the next hundred years at the very least, let alone determine the fate of thousands and possibly millions of Turian and Human lives" scolded Windillius.
"You don't think I know that? My family has been at the forefront of diplomacy within the Union for centuries and I plan to uphold that legacy" spat Fredra "When we are with the Humans I will be as cooperative as possible with the both of you, I understand we have a clear goal here so don't treat me like a child"
Windillius turned about and walked over to the nearest seat and rested his weight upon it.
"Don't act like one and you won't be treated like one" added Windillius.
"Children children please, can we not focus on our objective?" suggested T'dina like a mother teasing a maiden.
It seemed to work however as they both decided to give in.
"Attention this is your Captain speaking" blared the ship wide intercom. "We have just received word from the Human vessels that we have permission to approach."
The diplomats perked up at the message, eager to meet this new and strange race.
"In ten minutes we will be away, heading for Hephaestus. We will be heading into the Rachni nest soon so please get some rest Diplomatic Team. Fursha out"
"Well that settles it then" said Windillius "Are we ready to make history?" he asked
The prospect of leaving a lasting mark on history took control of his thoughts for a moment. Now is the time to put in the maximum amount of effort or his name would probably be stricken from Turian history for failing to negotiate on the Hierarchy's behalf. That alone would bring great dishonour to his family, regardless if it mattered to himself it would stain his family for generations.
Ridding the thoughts from his mind he decided to leave the question unanswered as he left for his quarters.
For in a few hours he would be sat in a room with Humans, laying down the groundwork for a cease-fire or quite possibly become a prisoner. Not the first time such a thing has happened at peace negotiations, if history is anything to go by anyway.
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AN: So there was the third chapter and just to clarify, we will be seeing it from the Human point of view very soon I assure you. But please do let me know what you thought of this chapter, it's merits and it's bad qualities. Constructive criticism is useful to help me improve my work and praise is well, good for the soul.
I would like you to let me know what you think about the surprise assault on Hephaestus. First of all does it sound believable? Anything else you may add in there too.
Also I would like to ask what you think I'm portraying Humanity as and how well I am doing it. Aggressive? Militaristic? Righteous? Cruel?
Do le me know so I can correct it according to my plan.
General Meridius